Time & Place
I wake up, a two hour nap. To soft music through the walls
Inside another room. The lights on the floor, the fading gray rain
Winter light coming down. What time is it?
Dreams dreams, states of here and there. What is the past?
I search for you, to make sure you are safe and that you recognize me.
Being drawn down the old dirt road, in between two worlds that
I know well. All confused, all clear.
Awake now, quiet whispers as the night rises up and says
Goodbye to the eve. Always beginning again, perfect timing
And indecision. Love of one good thing can be enough.
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